Posts by LeNita Elkins
One day I saw my Father cry...
we were riding down the crisp
One day I saw my Father cry... we were riding down the crisp back roads of Mississippi My Grandmother was sitting in the back seat with me, it wa...
One day I saw my Father cry... we were riding down the crisp back roads of Mississippi My Grandmother was sitting in the back seat with me, it wa...
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